The World of Romance: being Contributions to The Oxford and Cambridge Magazine, 1856Morris, William
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The World of Romance: being Contributions to The Oxford and Cambridge Magazine, 1856
Morris, William
Middle Ages -- Fiction; Tales
And she had never spoken to me yet; she seemed just then as if she were
going to, for she lifted her eyes to mine, and opened her mouth; but she
only said, 'Dear Lionel,' and fell forward as though she were faint; and
again I held her, and kissed her all over; and then she loosed her hair
that it fell to her feet, and when I clipped her next, she threw it over
me, that it fell all over my scarlet robes like trickling of some golden
well in Paradise.
Then, within a while, we called in the Lady Blanche and Sir William de la
Fosse, and while they talked about what we should do, we sat together and
kissed; and what they said, I know not.
But I remember, that that night, quite late, Alys and I rode out side by
side from the good city in the midst of a great band of knights and men-
at-arms, and other bands drew to us as we went, and in three days we
reached Sir William's castle which was called 'La Garde des Chevaliers.'
And straightway he caused toll the great bell, and to hang out from the
highest tower a great banner of red and gold, cut into so many points
that it seemed as if it were tattered; for this was the custom of his
house when they wanted their vassals together.
And Alys and I stood up in the tower by the great bell as they tolled it;
I remember now that I had passed my hand underneath her hair, so that the
fingers of it folded over and just lay on her cheek; she gazed down on
the bell, and at every deafening stroke she drew in her breath and opened
her eyes to a wide stare downwards.
But on the very day that we came, they arrayed her in gold and flowers
(and there were angels and knights and ladies wrought on her gold
raiment), and I waited for an hour in the chapel till she came, listening
to the swallows outside, and gazing with parted lips at the pictures on
the golden walls; but when she came, I knelt down before the altar, and
she knelt down and kissed my lips; and then the priest came in, and the
singers and the censer-boys; and that chapel was soon confusedly full of
golden raiment, and incense, and ladies and singing; in the midst of
which I wedded Alys. And men came into Knights' Gard till we had two
thousand men in it, and great store of munitions of war and provisions.
But Alys and I lived happily together in the painted hall and in the fair
water-meadows, and as yet no one came against us.
And still her talk was, of deeds of arms, and she was never tired of
letting the serpent rings of my mail slip off her wrist and long hand,
and she would kiss my shield and helm and the gold wings on my surcoat,
my mother's work, and would talk of the ineffable joy that would be when
we had fought through all the evil that was coming on us.
Also she would take my sword and lay it on her knees and talk to it,
telling it how much she loved me.
Yea in all things, O Lord God, Thou knowest that my love was a very
child, like thy angels. Oh! my wise soft-handed love! endless passion!
endless longing always satisfied!
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